Look at the stars look how they shine for you and everything you do yeah they were all yellow I came along I wrote a song for you and all the things you do and it was called yellow So then I took my turn oh wh at a thing to have done and it was all yellow

your skin oh yeah your skin and bones turn into something beautiful and you know you know I love you so you know I love you so

I swam across I jumped across for you oh what a thing to do 'cos you were all yellow I drew a line I drew a line for you oh what a thing to do and it was all yellow

and your skin oh yeah your skin and bones turn into something beautiful and you know for you I bleed myself dry for you I bleed myself dry

it's true look how they shine for you look how they shine for you look how they shine for look how they shine for you look how they shine for you look how they shine

look at the stars look how they shine for you and all the things that you do

How long before I get in before it starts, before I begin how long before you decide before I know what it feels like where to? Where do I go? if you've never tried then you'll never know how long do I have to climb up on the side of this mountain of mine

look up, I look up at night planets are moving at the speed of light climb up, up in the trees every chance that you get is a chance you seize how long am I gonna can stand with my head stuck under the sand I'll start before I can stop before I see thing the right way up

all that noise, all that sound all those places I got found and birds go flying at the speed of sound to show how it all began birds came flying from the underground if you could see it then you'd understand

ideas that you'll never find or the inventors could never design the buildings that you put up Japan and China... all lit up the sign that I couldn't read or the light that I couldn't see some things you have to believe but others are puzzles, puzzling me

all that noise, all that sound all those places I got found and birds go flying at the speed of sound to show how it all began birds came flying from the underground if you could see it then you'd understand

all those signs I knew what they meant something you can't invent Some get made, and some get sent ooh words go flying at the speed of sound to show how it all began birds came flying from the underground if you could see it then you'd understand oh, when you see it then you'll understand